Fascinated By Death Poem by Hebert Logerie

We all fascinated by death
Where there is no breath
No lungs inhaling or exhaling
No heart pumping blood up and down
No movement, no smile and no frown
No words and no songs to sing
The body is stiff and straight like a broom
Like a motionless stick in the room
Death is something else
Death means facing the unknown
Death is something else
Death means facing tomorrow alone
We all fascinated with death
Where we're out of breath
And the soul escapes to a better place
Far from pain, misery and disgrace.

Copyright © October 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.